writing
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What is there to write,Nothing that would expand the expanse of the human soul,Nothing to fill that void that is devouring me and pulling me under,Nothing to quench away that gnawing hunger,Who am I? A broken hourglass missing time?A Lego missing a piece?A something?A nothing?A person without a box? I am sadness,I am sorrow,I am… Read more
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I see him,The Monster,He is hiding in my dreams,Weaving intricate webs of my own self-hate,In my loathing I awaken for the Monster he is near,His breath full of captured souls beating upon my prepubescent consciousness,I am frightened,Too frightened to move,I pray to a God who is not listening to make it stop,Gods reply?Absent,My mind leaves… Read more
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What is more than another day?Another revolution around our dying star,An endless thrill of microscopic movements compared to that of our Father Time,One more War threat,Endless heart breaks,Events that define the pinnacles of human existence,But mean nothing at all,It will pass,No matter what is happening it will all pass,For one day we all die,But this… Read more
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Roses lined with golden powder,So beautiful,So pure,So deceiving,The spell is upon me,Can I make it to my ever-retreating door of freedom or will these colors once again keep me?On my pony I fly by my life and laugh,The colors are so sharp I am really seeing it all,I love my invisible pony,I can do anything… Read more
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Drip, drip, drop,Drip, drip, drop,Rain dripping down sploshing on the damp wet ground,Rain dripping down thudding the top of my roof as I listen,Rain dripping down tripping and trapping against the windows by which I sit,Rain dripping down urgling and gurgling in my head I can hear it,Drip, drip, drop,Drip, drip, drop,Rain pouring down slip… Read more
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False PromiseI am despair,I consume all and release nothing from my grasp of steel,I have slayed the greatest of men and fell the mightiest of beasts,I am despair relentless and overbearing,A thief of always,The sun does not shine here and hope is not birthed,I am despair,I promise and destroy,I end lives with the false promise… Read more
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dear mr. Police man, I went to school today and my teacher saw my bruises so she called you and you gave me a smile. my mommy never smiles at me. Dear Mr. Police man, You came to my house today in your big car with its cool flashing red and blue lights. My daddy… Read more
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What is hope?A dying ember that ebbs and flows on the flame of life.What is hope?The end of me?The last touch of fingertips before a plummet to an inevitable death.What is hope?The death of me.The birth of my all-encompassing despair.What is hope?But a curse.A binder to a life I do not wish for.A chain to… Read more
